Angel Episode #32: "Reunion" Transcript

Written by Tim Minear & Shawn Ryan
Directed By: James A. ContnerDisclaimer: Angel is (c) 2000 by the Twentieth
Century Fox Film Corporation. Angel is produced by Mutant Enemy,
Inc., Greenwolf Corp, Kazui Enterprises, and Sandollar Television for Twentieth
Century Fox Television.

Previously on Angel:

Angel: "There are forces at work here that you know nothing about."
Kate: "You think I'm gonna stand by while you and your playmate
finish the game?"

Kate puts her hand over the bite mark as she looks out the window next
to her desk.

Holland: "Darla. How are you?"
Darla: "I'm fine, Holland."

Angel: "They brought her back and now I need to know why.
Why like this? Why human?"

Angel: "You've been given a second chance. Don't throw that
away before you have the opportunity..."
Darla: "I'm dying."

Lindsey: "Syphilitic heart condition. Terminal."

Angel: "I'm not gonna leave you. Every moment you have left,
I'm gonna be by your side. You're never gonna be alone again."
Lindsey and his goons burst in, taser Angel, restrain Darla.
Lindsey: "How did you think this would end?"
Dru walks in and vamps Darla while Angel watches, unable to prevent
it.

Gunn walks into the Hyperion's lobby supporting Angel. Through
the doors to the garden court we can see that it is bright day outside.
Gunn: "We're almost there. We're almost there. Yo!
Anybody home?"
Cordy hurrying down the steps: "Oh my God! Angel!"
Wesley: "What happened?"
Gunn: "I don't know. He's been kind of in and out.
I only got half the story. The half that didn't make sense."
Wesley: "Angel?"
He walks Angel over to the sofa, with Wesley helping on Angel's other
side.
Angel: "It's no, it's no time. No, no time."
Wesley: "Okay. Okay. Let's sit him down here."
They drop Angel onto the sofa.
Cordy: "Where was he?"
Gunn: "Coming from the motel."
Cordy: "*Darla's* motel?"
Angel: "Should have heard them."
Gunn: "I managed to get him to the truck without him bursting
into flames or anything."
Wesley: "He's hurt."
Gunn: "Place was a wreck. Something went down there, something
not good."
Wesley: "Angel?"
Angel: "I was just so - so tired."
Cordy: "Where is Darla?"
Gunn: "I don't know. She wasn't there."
Cordy: "I knew it. She did this to him. I knew she
couldn't be trusted!"
Angel: "She's dead."
Cordy: "What?!"
Angel: "I should have stopped them. They made her drink."
Wesley: "Angel?"
Angel: "She didn't want to. You think - that you can resist,
but then it's-it's-it's too late."
Wesley: "Someone made Darla drink?"
Angel: "It was her."
Cordy: "Okay, way too many pronouns here. Who's 'her'?"
Angel pushes himself up off the couch: "Drusilla."
Cordy: "Drusilla's here?"
Wesley: "Good Lord."
They follow Angel into the office.
Gunn: "Who's Drusilla?"
Angel starts to look through his desk for something.
Wesley: "Angel? - Angel..."
Gunn: "Am I right in guessing this Drusilla got a set of teeth
on her?"
Wesley: "Yes. She's a vampire."
Gunn: "I think I'm starting to get the picture now."
Angel slams the drawer of his desk shut. Cordy winces.
Wesley to Angel: "Perhaps you should sit down."
Angel: "I have to find her."
Cordy: "Drusilla?"
Angel starts to search through a cabinet behind the desk.
Gunn: "She probably ain't in *there*."
Cordy: "He's delirious."
Angel: "I can save her."
Wesley: "Save whom?"
Angel: "Darla."
Wesley crouches down beside him while Angel continues to frantically
search through the cabinet.
Wesley: "Angel, if what you've been saying is so there's no saving
Darla. It's too late."
Angel: "It's not too late!"
Wesley puts a hand on Angel's shoulder: "It is! She's dead
already and come nightfall she will rise again."
Angel: "She won't. (He stands up spinning a big wood stake
in his hand) I can save her from that."

Intro.

Gunn is pacing while Wesley is working on the laptop.
Gunn: "Okay. I'm still trying to get this family tree straight.
- Darla sired Angel."
Wesley: "Correct."
Gunn: "And Angel sired this Drusilla?"
Wesley: "Back when he and Darla were together, yes."
Gunn: "But before Angel got his soul back, right?"
Wesley looking up: "Certainly."
Gunn: "Now these lawyers, they brought Darla back as human. Now
this Drusilla-vamp goes and bites Darla?"
Wesley: "So it would seem."
Gunn: "Making her a vampire again."
Wesley sitting back: "That's the cosmological upshot, yes.
Darla's human self has died and sometime before dawn, unless Angel can
stop it, she will rise again, a soulless demon."
Gunn: "So that means..."
Wesley goes back to typing: "The clock is ticking."
Gunn: "No, no, what I'm saying is, that means the granddaughter
remade the grandmother."
Wesley: "Oh... - yes."
Gunn: "Man, somehow that weirds me out more than the whole bloodsucking
thing."
Angel walks in, grabs a clear container of blood out of the small office
fridge.
Wesley: "How do you feel?"
Angel takes a drink: "What do you got?"
Wesley: "Uhm, sunset is at 5:47 P.M. which is (looks at his watch)
*was* six minutes ago, and sunrise is at 6:15 A.M."
Angel has almost finished the blood in the container.
Angel: "It could happen anytime before then. (To Cordy) Anything?"
Cordy gets up from behind the desk she has been sitting at and comes
over.
Cordy: "Lindsey McDonald's assistant says he *is* in the office,
but he's in a meeting. Has been all day."
Angel: "Right."
Angel sets the unfinished container of blood on the table next to Wesley
and goes to put on his coat, while Gunn looks down at the blood.
Wesley: "Angel, you realize you can't go into those offices undetected."
Angel: "And I'm not going to. That's what they want me
to do."
Wesley: "You don't believe you'd find him there anyway."
Angel: "I was at the only meeting Lindsey McDonald had today."
Cordy: "So where are you going then?"
Angel turning to go: "To his home."
Gunn: "I'll go with you."
Wesley gets up: "Yes. We all will."
Angel: "No. You're all staying here."
Cordy: "You can't go in uninvited, remember? You need *us*!"
Angel: "Not this time."
Cordy: "So, what's the plan? Stand outside his door and
make remarks?"
Angel: "He already invited me in once. This time when I
kick that door down, I go through it - alone."
The three of them watch Angel leave.

Lindsey's apartment high-rise, night.
Angel kicks in Lindsey's door and stands in the doorway surveying a
completely cleaned-out apartment.
Slowly walks in, looking around, shaking his head, moistening his lips
and swallows.
Behind him a woman appears in the open door to the hall.
Woman: "Excuse me. The open house isn't until Saturday."
Angel: "The man who was living here, do you know where he went?"
Woman walks in: "Moved."
Angel: "When?"
Woman: "Ah, the truck was here yesterday."
Angel: "Did he leave a forwarding address?"
Woman: "Well, I really - can't give out..."
Angel: "This is an emergency. It's regarding a - a mutual
friend who's in need of some immediate - medical attention."
Woman: "Well, he's asked that I - forward everything to his place
of employment. - Do you know where that is?"
Angel: "Yeah. (Starts to leave) - Thanks."
Woman: "This is about the - cousin, isn't it?"
Angel turns back: "Cousin?"
Woman: "That sweet, but very odd English girl who was visiting
him?"
Angel: "Yeah. Yes, it is."
Woman: "I knew that pregnancy was in trouble the moment she told
me about it. Thin as a rail. Couldn't be healthy - for the
baby."
Angel: "She said she was having a baby?"
Woman: "She was very excited about getting the nursery ready
for the birth. I offered to show her some two-bedroom..."
Angel (to himself): "Of course. Dru would want the ritual."
Woman: "...but she wasn't interested. I-I think she wanted
something on the west side anyway. She insisted that her daughter
would be born near the stars."
Angel: "Stars."
Woman: "Well, she's foreign. I explained to her you can
live your whole life in Los Angeles and never even see a star."

Dru pushes open an overhead window with a long rod, looking straight
up into the camera.
Dru: "I can hear them singing to me."
We get a shot of the starry night sky then see Lindsey looking at Darla's
body laid out on top of a greenhouse table.
Lindsey: "So this place works for you?"
Dru: "Oh, yeah. (She moves one hand in a circular motion above
Darla's body) Grandmother is very pleased with it. - I can tell.
- Aren't you, Grandmother? (Leans down over Darla) My daughter."
Lindsey: "Can she hear you?"
Dru turns to him: "She's *dead.*"
Lindsey: "Oh - of course."
Dru: "Shh, just for now."
Lilah walks in, followed by Holland.
Lilah leaning in close to Lindsey: "Think maybe *now* you've
got a shot with her?"
Lindsey: "Lilah..."
Lilah: "Don't let me interrupt you."
Holland: "Drusilla, you are positively glowing."
Dru: "I'm going to be a mummy."
Holland: "Yes. Yes, you are. Is there anything you
need? Anything at all?"
Dru: "No."
Holland: "Well if you find you do, you know how to get in touch
with us. Now we would all *love* to - stay for the birth, but we
have a previous engagement we must prepare for."
Dru: "I have preparations to make myself."
Holland: "Of course you do, and we'll leave you to it then."
Holland leaves, gathering Lilah up with a look, then notices that Lindsey,
instead of following, is just standing there looking down at Darla.
Holland: "Lindsey?"
Lindsey: "Ah, maybe I should stay."
Holland: "This is a *family* matter, Lindsey. We best leave
it that way."
Lindsey hesitates for a moment as Dru starts to sing to Darla, then
follows Holland out.
Dru: "Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the
blackberry patch."
Dru looks down at Darla and starts to giggle.

Cordy hands Angel some sheets of paper.
Cordy: "Okay, here's the list of local cemeteries, funeral homes
and mausoleums."
Gunn: "You telling me we got to go to every one of these places
and start digging up fresh graves?"
Angel: "Drusilla will want to put the body in the ground."
Wesley: "Angel, are you certain about this? A burial isn't necessary
for a newly made vampire to..."
Angel: "It would be for Drusilla. She's a classicist."
Cordy: "She's a loony."
Angel: "Forget mausoleums. Stick with cemeteries, something
with a view of the night sky."
Cordy: "So, just outside cemeteries then."
Angel turning away: "Yeah."
Gunn: "Doesn't narrow it down much."
Wesley: "If it's just a burial she's after - one doesn't need
a cemetery for that, I'm afraid, just - *dirt* really."
Cordy: "Still not narrowing. Whole planet? Pretty
much made up of dirt."
Angel: "Maybe I'm looking at this wrong. - Dru doesn't
see this thing as a death - but as a birth. She talked about getting
the nursery ready."
Wesley: "Angel, I fear you may be looking for a logical pattern
in the rantings of someone who doesn't think logically."
Angel: "Soil. - Soil near the stars. She said she wanted
to be near the stars. She used to - talk to the stars. She
spent *hours* in my garden in Sunnydale, communing with the night sky."
Gunn: "Maybe she didn't mean baby nursery. - Well you said she
liked the garden. Plant nursery's got the dirt - the view - and it's
more of a birthplace than a death place. Maybe if we look for one
up high that'll be it."
Cordy: "Maybe look for one that has a relationship with Wolfram
and Hart."
Wesley: "Large firm like theirs, they may do business with a
corporate supplier.

We get an outside shot of Dru's greenhouse, sitting on top of a building.
Angel drops down onto the roof and walks towards it.
Inside he finds a large seedbed table filled with dirt. He runs
his hands over the surface of the dirt then carefully starts to brush some
of it aside at one end of the table, revealing the head of a shroud-wrapped
body. He carefully pulls the thin shroud back to reveal Darla's face.
He stands there, looking down at her for a moment, then pulls a stake
out of his pocket. He slowly raises it with both hands, never taking
his eyes off Darla. Hesitates for a moment, then raises his hands
over his head and stabs down - just as Dru hits him over the head from
behind with a shovel throwing him down across the seed-table.
Angel turns to look who's attacking him and gets hit again, dropping
him to the ground.
Dru: "That's not a fitting gift at all for our newborn grandmummy."
Angel tries to get up and she hits him over the head again, sending
him back on all fours groaning.
Dru: "I saw you coming, my lovely. The moon showed me.
It told me to come into the twentieth century."
Angel slowly getting up: "It's the Twenty-first century, Dru."
Dru: "Hmm, I'm still lagging."
She kicks the shovel up under his chin, throwing him back against the
wall, just as Darla wakes with a gasp.
Angel and Dru fight, and Angel is finally giving as good as he gets,
while Darla is sitting up behind them, gasping and staring around the room.
Angel breaks the shovel handle off in Dru's hand, knocks her down and rushes
over to the table with the broken wooden handle raised, ready to stake
Darla, only to see the empty indentation of her body in the dirt. He looks
around for her, when he's suddenly grabbed by his throat and lifted about
a foot off the ground - by Darla.
He tries to remove her hand from his throat but can't budge it.
Dru: "Now everybody's home."

Break.

Angel is still dangling in the air.
Dru: "Baby's up from her little nap."
Darla looks around at Dru and Angel chops down on her extended elbow,
breaking her grip on him, and throws her headfirst into some planters.
He quickly picks up his stake and heads for Darla, but Dru tackles him
and gets the stake away from him. He kicks her off and jumps back
to his feet. Dru throws him on top of one of the tables and tries
to stake him with the broken shovel handle, while he rolls his upper body
from side to side to avoid her stabs. Angel kicks Dru off and just
manages to grab a hold of Darla before she runs out of the greenhouse.
He pulls her back, and Darla turns his own motion against him, crashing
them both into the table. The two of them shoot up, smashing the
glass in the ceiling with their heads, then Darla tosses Angel across the
room.
Dru: "Grandmum."
Dru puts a hand on Darla's shoulder, but Darla just tosses her away.
Darla sees Angel getting back up and runs towards him and tackles him backwards
through the glass wall of the greenhouse, landing them both outside on
the roof.
Dru jumps out through the hole and Darla, now in vamp face, tackles
her to the ground and shakes her while Dru just laughs.
Angel pulls Darla off Dru and tosses her across the roof, bends to
pick up a stake, then goes to stake Darla. But he hesitates when
he sees her, back in human face, looking around herself in confusion then
up at him.
Darla: "Angel?"
Angel pulls his arm back to stake her, but again Dru tackles him, throws
him back against the greehouse. Darla gets up and runs to the edge
of the roof, looks over, gets up on the edge and steps off just as Angel
is getting back up. Angel runs to the edge and looks down to the
street (about four to five stories below?) but there is no sign of Darla
anywhere.
Angel looks around the roof for Dru, but she has vanished as well.

Angel comes hurrying back into the lobby where the others are waiting
for his return.
Cordy: "How'd it go?"
Angel: "Everyone gear up. Grab something sharp. We
need to move fast."
Cordy: "I'm gonna guess not great?"
Angel: "They're out there, both of them."
Wesley: "So you did find them, then? Where are they now?"
Angel: "I don't know."
Angel hands a weapon to Gunn.
Cordy: "But you know where they're going to be?"
Angel: "Not exactly."
Angel throws a crossbow towards Wesley who just catches it.
Wesley: "But yet you have your suspicions?"
Angel: "Actually, I don't."
Cordy: "So it's more like a hunch."
Angel: "Wouldn't say hunch."
Angel hands Cordy a stake.
Cordy: "Would you say inkling? Please tell me you could
at least say inkling."
Angel: "For the moment anyway, they're separated. If we
can find one of them before they join up again, we have a good chance of
stopping something very ugly before it starts."
Angel sheathes a sword and takes it with him as he walks towards the
exit.
Wesley: "Yes, but Angel, I don't think the four of us in one
car patrolling a city of ten million people is going to yield results."
Angel turns back around: "You're right. Which is why we're
going to follow the one solid lead we have - we're going to Wolfram and
Hart."
Angel turns to go but Cordy stops him.
Cordy: "Hitting the pause button. Wolfram and Hart, as
in vampire detectors, crack security system and armed guards? Nice plan,
General Custer."
Angel: "Drusilla's insane, deadly, not in a good mood.
Darla - she needs to feed soon, okay? And once she does she's gonna be
that much stronger. Now we got two options: either we go back to
the people who brought them both here in the first place, or we sit around,
waiting for the bodies to start piling up. - I decided not to wait.
Anyone wants to join me - my car's outside. If not, that's fine too."
Gunn after a beat: "You had *me* at 'everyone gear up.'"
Angel: "Let's go."
Angel turns to go with Gunn right behind him. Cordy looks at
Wesley, then the two of them follow them out as well.

At Wolfram and Hart, Holland walks into Lindsey's darkened office.
Holland: "Lindsey - my wife wants to know if you're bringing
a date - to the party this evening. Something about how many crab
cakes to order."
Lindsey: "No, I don't have a date."
Holland takes a step closer to him: "You've been doing stellar
work, Lindsey. Don't think the Senior Partners haven't noticed."
Lindsey: "Well, I'm happy to hear that, sir."
Holland: "But your hard work isn't all they notice. It's
also important to have - healthy attachments - outside of the office.
Now I know our roles here don't allow much time to socialize. - Find the
time."
Lindsey: "Yes, sir."
Holland: "Now. Don't be late this evening. I'm uncorking
a case of 1928 Chateau Latour."
Lindsey with a smile: "I wouldn't miss it."
Holland: "We've all worked very hard. Nothing wrong with
appreciating our success."
Holland turns to go but stops in his tracks when Dru steps out of the
shadows, carrying a doll with her.
Dru: "I drank Chateau Latour once. (Holland looks over at Lindsey)
It tasted like lion's blood."
Holland to Dru, who shrugs slightly: "Drusilla. I apologize
(looking at Lindsey) I didn't realize you were here. (To Dru) I trust
everything went as well as you hoped."
Dru: "I'm very worried about Grandmum. - The building was quite
tall - you know?"
Lindsey: "Darla's a survivor."
Dru: "Angelus wasn't happy in the least."
Holland: "*Angel* found you? (Looks at Lindsey) Well, not
unexpected. How did he fare?"
Dru has her eyes closed and is swaying in a circle: "Angelus
is on his way here now. (Lindsey and Holland look at each other.
Dru gasps and smiles) He's *very* cross."
Holland: "Well, I wouldn't worry too much about that. We've taken
precautions. (He walks over to Dru, who is sitting down, cradling her doll
in her lap) The important thing is that we reunite you with your baby."
The phone rings and Lindsey picks it up.
Lindsey: "Yes? (Listens and hangs the phone back up) General
alert. (Heads for the door) There's an untagged vampire in the building."
Holland: "Perhaps we should take our guest to security."
Lindsey opens the door and Darla is standing in front of it, breathing
hard.
Lindsey with a slight smile: "Darla."
Darla steps up to him, smells his neck and puts her hands on the sides
of his face.
Holland: "Lindsey, no sudden movement."
Darla: "Warm."
Suddenly she tosses Lindsey across the room. Dru smiles and holds
out her arms to her. Darla grabs a hold of her hand and runs back
out of the room, dragging Dru behind.
Holland to the phone: "Let them leave the building without incident."
Lindsey picks himself back up, pushing his desk chair off him.
Holland: "*Healthy* attachments, Lindsey."
Lindsey stares after him as he leaves.

Angel, driving his convertible, Gunn in the passenger seat, is speeding
through the streets of L.A. tossing Cordy and Wes around in the back seat.
Wesley: "There's no good to be done if we don't get there in
one piece."
Angel: "We don't have much time."
Cordy suddenly gets hit by a vision.
Wesley: "Angel, pull over."
Angel: "I'll slow down, all right?"
Wesley: "No! Pull over. She's having a vision."
Angel looks back at Cordy.
Gunn, eyes on the road: "Tell me it ain't us she's seeing, wrapped
around a lamppost."
We get blurry flashes of a guy holding a gun.
Cordy: "It's in the other direction. Turn around."
Angel: "We're almost there!"
Wesley: "Angel!"
Angel: "She should have done this before we left the hotel."
Wesley and Gunn: "Angel!"
Angel: "Maybe it's a false alarm."
Cordy gives him a mean look, pulls out a stake, holds it up, aimed
at him, then puts it back down. Angel spins the car around on the
street and heads in the other direction.

Darla and Dru are heading down a crowed sidewalk with Darla tossing
Dru around.
Dru: "Did I do something to displease you?"
Darla tosses Dru on the sidewalk. A guy tries to help Dru up,
but Darla tosses him aside, then grabs a hold of Dru and tosses her over
a parked car onto the road. Dru stands up, only to get hit by a honking
car. Dru rolls down the street a ways and a blonde woman gets out
of the car and hurries towards her as Dru slowly gets back up. The woman
takes one look at Dru and runs off as Darla comes and slams Dru down on
the hood of the car.
Dru: "Grandmother, what?"
Darla hits her, making her stumble into the path of another car that
manages to swerve around her, tires screeching.
Darla grabs a hold of Dru again.
Dru: "Don't be angry."
Darla slams her up against the side of the car.
Darla: "Why?"
Dru: "For you. All for you. I thought it was what
you wanted - to be saved."
Darla looks at Dru (a guy in red pickup truck keeps honking his horn
to get them to move out of the road) and slowly takes a step back, letting
her hands drop from Dru's shoulders.
Dru crying: "All alone. All alone in the dirt. - We've
lost our way and the little worm won't dance if he's told to. (Starts to
sob) No. No."
Darla pushes Dru's hair out of her face, then slowly takes her in her
arms to comfort her, softly stroking her hair and letting Dru cry.
The guy gets out of the pickup.
Guy: "You two wanna move it out of the street? (Dru and
Darla turn to look at him, pulling slightly apart) Yeah, that's right,
sweetheart. Why don't you and your girlfriend take the make-out session
on home. (Darla walks up to him) The rest of us have lives."
Darla looks him up and down, shakes her head and vamps.
Darla: "Not for long."
She grabs him and feeds, drops him to the ground and turns back to
Dru with a smile, back in human face.
Dru: "You're all new again."
Darla: "Let's go shopping, hmm?"
She takes a hold of Dru's hand and the two of them walk off down the
road, giggling.

Break

A boombox is playing loud heavy metal music. There is a patched together
poster covering the wall and candles, a turtle shell and other paraphernalia
set out on the workbench in front of it.
The guy from Cordy's vision is sitting before it cradling a gun.
Guy: "Morgog - I worship you. - Ruler of the universe,
I will throw out my worthless life to you - Morgog... (Angel and Co. walk
in and he spins his chair around to face them) What do you want?"
Wesley: "We're here to help."
Guy: "No! I-I have to do this. Morgog commands me.
(Angel throws at look a Cordy and shakes his head) His will be done.
Morgog... (As Angel walks towards the boombox, sitting on top of a barrel)
Don't! (Angel stops) Stay back."
Cordy to Angel: "Easy, Boss. This kid's ready to snap,
crackle *and* pop. I felt it in my vision. We've really got
to handle this one with care. You know, delicate... (Angel throws
the boombox at the altar, causing the guy to dive off his chair and ending
the music) ...ly."
Guy comes up on his knees: "Jeez! Oh, jeez!"
Angel grabs the gun and twists it from his hand.
Angel: "Listen I'm not here to hurt you, kid, okay? And
Morgog's not the way. (Dumps the bullets out of the gun into his
hand) Morgog couldn't find his way to his hairy spine-hump without a roadmap!
So, don't go killing yourself, he's not worth it. And you've got,
you know (looks around the garage) a million - reasons - to live - I bet.
Okay? (Tosses the gun into a barrel of used oil) Got it? Good."
Cordy crouches down by the guy, cradling his right hand while Angel
walks away. Wesley steps in front of him.
Wesley: "Angel, we're not done here."
Angel: "I am."
Wesley: "The Powers That Be must have had a good reason for sending
us here."
Angel: "I don't have time to figure that out."
Gunn: "Maybe that's the plan. Maybe they're trying to keep
you from going on this mission."
Wesley: "In any case *that* young man still clearly needs our
help!"
Angel: "Go help him. I got more important things to do,
okay?"
Wesley looks at Gunn as Angel walks out.

Dru is giggling, walking her fingers down a clothes rack in the Panache
Boutique. She picks a black, sheer piece and turns to Darla.
Dru: "Can I have it? Can I?"
Darla: "Of course, dear, but a little color would bring out your
eyes more. Such pretty eyes."
Dru: "Men are drawn to them."
Darla: "Aren't they, though? Oh. (Hands Dru a hat) Here."
Dru puts it on and we hear a phone ringing.
Dru: "Oh. I'm ringing. - Do you hear it? (Starts
to dance in place) I'm ringing - all - over! (Darla watches her for a moment
then reaches down into the front of Dru's dress and pulls out a cell phone.)
Oh, yeah. I forgot about that."
Darla opens the phone: "Hello, Holland."
Holland: "Darla. (We see that he is in Lindsey's office
and Lilah and Lindsey are there as well) Feeling better I trust?"
Darla: "Like my old self again."
Holland: "Splendid. I understand you girls have been on
a little spree."
Darla: "Hmm, is that a problem?"
Holland: "Oh, on the contrary (We see Darla looking down at the
drained body of a woman) As a matter of fact, I was just thinking - why
settle for a spree, when you could have - a - say - a massacre?"
Darla: "A massacre?"
Dru licks her lips and smiles at Darla: "Ooh, I like the sound
of that."
Holland: "Now, of course you'd have the full weight and support
of Wolfram and Hart squarely behind you."
Darla: "I appreciate that Holland."
Holland: "Oh, not at all, Darla. That's what we're here
for."
Darla hangs up the phone as Dru poses in a red coat with a thick fur
trim.
Dru: "Do you like it? Am I pretty then?"
Darla: "As a picture. Now if we could only get some shoes
to go with it. Oh, excuse me, Miss? (Steps over the dead body and looks
down at a whimpering woman who is pulling herself along across the floor)
Any shoe suggestions for my friend's ensemble? (The woman just keeps crying)
I said, excuse me-customer with a question here!"
When the woman still just keeps sobbing and crawling, Darla puts her
bare foot on her back and reaches down and snaps her neck.
Darla: "Service in this place is really unacceptable."
Dru plays with her hair then bends to examine a necklace, while Darla
goes back to looking at dresses.

Lindsey's office.
Lilah: "Those two should keep Angel busy for some time."
Lindsey: "Yeah, until he kills them."
Holland: "Oh, I think he'll find that course of action more difficult
than even *he* realizes. - Regardless, Lilah's correct. We won't
have to worry about Angel anymore."
At that moment Angel, holding on to a rope, crashes through the window
into Lindsey's office, scattering glass everywhere, then jumps to grab
a hold of Lindsey.
Angel: "Dru and Darla, where are they?"
Holland: "Angel! I don't believe we've had the pleasure.
(Offers his hand) Holland Manners."
Angel: "I'd be careful who you offer that hand to, Mr. Manners.
You might just lose it. Isn't that right, Lindsey?"
Lindsey: "There's worse things to lose, aren't there?"
Angel pushes Lindsey away and turns to Holland.
Angel: "So you're the one pulling the strings around here?"
Holland: "A few of them. I am division head of Special Projects."
Angel: "Special projects like Darla."
Holland: "Oh, Darla's just a tool. Means to an end. (Angel
steps closer to Holland as the door opens and a bunch of security guards
file in and surround Angel) You're the project."
Angel quietly: "I can crush the life out of you before they even
lift a finger."
Holland: "Oh, I'm sure you can. Just as sure as I am that you
won't."
Angel: "Won't I?"
Holland: "You don't kill humans."
Angel: "You don't qualify. You set things in motion, play
your little games up here in your glass and chrome tower, and people die
- innocent people."
Holland: "And yet I just can't seem to care. (Angel stares at
him and Holland smiles ever so slightly) But you do. And while
you're making threats, wasting time, crashing through windows, your girls
are out painting the town red, red, red."
Angel: "Where?"
Holland: "Well, that would be telling. In any case you
may want to hurry. So many lives hanging in the balance, waiting
for their champion to save them."
Angel glances around him at the guards holding Tasers and stakes at
the ready.
Angel: "Hm-mm. As if you're just gonna let me walk out of here,
huh?"
Holland: "As a matter of fact, I am. You misunderstand
us, Angel. We don't want you dead - yet. If we did - you wouldn't
be standing here. (to the guards) Would you please escort our guest out
of the building. (to Angel) I would - walk you out myself, but I'm running
a little late for a wine tasting at my home, and - just so we're clear
on the matter - you're not invited."
Holland walks out. Angel tenses as the guards push him towards the
door but then lets them lead him out.

The guards and Lindsey escort Angel out the front door of Wolfram and
Hart.
Lindsey: "I'll send you a bill for the window and the shirt."
Angel: "Yeah, you do that, and after I stop Darla and Dru (two
cops come up and handcuff Angel's hands behind him) I might come back to
pay you in person."
Lindsey: "Yeah, go do your little champion of justice thing and
then come back and see me - if you make bail. Give him a nice holding
cell, officers. With a window - southern exposure preferred. - The
firm may not want you dead, but I'm cool with it."
The cops push Angel into the back of an unmarked cop car - with Kate
sitting in the back seat.
Angel: "Perfect. (The car pulls into traffic) - So, how do you
want to do this? Should I escape now or wait till you transfer me
to another holding cell, because I'm really not..."
Kate: "Two people were just murdered in a clothing store at Fifth
and Hill. Preliminary reports say that two women were spotted leaving the
scene. One of them matches the description of your pal Darla. - They're
not done, are they?"
Angel after a beat: "No. - Why are you telling me this?"
Kate: "Because I don't think I can stop them. - Maybe you
can. (To driver) Pull over."
She pulls out a key and Angel twists so she can unlock his cuffs. The
car stops and Angel looks at Kate for a moment, then gets out.

Holland holding a glass of wine is surrounded by men and women in business
suits scattered around a nicely appointed room.
Holland: "And the Senior Partners have informed me that they
are very, very pleased - with the work our division has been doing. (Lindsey
enters and a wine steward hands him a glass) Things have been progressing
nicely - and ahead of schedule - I might add. I would be remiss without
extending well-earned praise to the two members of our team who have made
it possible (holds up his glass): Lilah Morgan and Lindsey McDonald."
Everyone drinks and some also say a soft "Hear, hear."
Lilah: "Thank you, Holland."
Lindsey sets his empty glass on the wine steward's tray.
Holland: "Now it's no secret that our work is but one small element
in a much larger, greater plan - one which the Senior Partners hope t..."
We hear footsteps and Holland looks over at the open door. Everyone
turns to look as well and sees Dru and Darla, dressed in their newly acquired
clothes, walking in.
Holland with a forced smile: "Ladies. How..."
Darla: "Your wife was kind enough to invite us in, Holland."
Holland: "Ah."
Dru: "Very sweet she was - like clover (licks a bit of blood
from the corner of her lips) and honey."
Holland's smile disappears.
Darla: "Just think of it as our way of giving you what you want."
Holland: "What would I..."
Darla: "I believe you said something about - (Darla looks over
at Dru and they both go vamp face) - a massacre."

Break

Angel walks up the sidewalk to the yellow tape roping off Dru and Darla's
shopping spree. He passes between the cop cars parked in front of
it and one of the plainclothes detectives gives him a hard look as he walks
by.

In the store there is a person taking crime scene photos and a black
cop gathering up a broken necklace from the floor into an evidence bag.
He straightens up and scans the store behind him in the mirrors right in
front of him. No one is there but as he bends back down to his work
we see that Angel is actually standing right behind him.
Angel looks around for a moment, then moves on.

In Holland's wine cellar, vamp faced Darla and Dru survey the gathering.
Dru: "Pretty lawyers all in a row."
Holland: "I'm glad you're alive Darla. I'm glad we were
able to save you."
Darla: "Are you? I guess you really care about me as a
person. I guess I owe all of you. - The *whole* team."
Darla chuckles. Dru is walking up to Lilah, who is sitting on
a chair a pace away from Lindsey.
Dru running her hand along Lilah's jaw: "You have beautiful skin."
Lilah: "I moisturize."
Dru bends down so her face is level with Lilah's: "That was very
thoughtful of you."
Darla steps up close to Holland: "You - brought me back as human
- a dying one at that. Let me wallow with a soul, then sent me crawling
back to Angel, begging him to restore me."
Holland: "Which he should have done right away. - But I miscalculated,
I - I thought he cared more than he did."
Darla: "Like you do."
Darla giggles.
Dru: "Grandmum won't eat (lifts both hands up besides her head
and opens and closes them a couple of times) the double speak."
Darla: "No. No, she won't eat *that.*"

Angel walks through a curtain into the hall with the store's fitting
rooms. He carefully opens one of the doors to reveal a woman crouching
in one corner, her hands pressed over her ears. She gasps at the
sight of him.
Angel: "It's okay. It's okay. It's all over. They're
gone now."
Woman not looking at Angel: "They killed those people."
Angel: "I know. The police are here now. They're
gonna take care of you. - You were in here the entire time."
Woman, nodding slightly: "I needed a new dress for the office
party. This one was too expensive, but - I couldn't make up my mind
and then... I kept thinking they were gonna come in here to kill
me, too."
Angel: "I know. - Did you see or hear any of it?"
Woman: "I mostly heard. - I guess I was lucky 'cause of the party."
Angel: "You'll be okay. You'll make your party."
Woman: "No. Their party. They were in a hurry to
get to it."
Angel: "They said something about a party?"
Woman nods slightly: "A tasting."
Angel after a beat: "Why don't you just, uhm, go on outside and
find an officer. - You'll be okay."
He holds out a hand to her and she slowly gets up and lets him help
her past him.
Woman: "Thank you."
She looks down at the store's dress she is still wearing as she walks
past him.
Woman: "It was just too much."

Dru: "I hear the sirens. (sniffs) They don't know
if the world will be there in the morning."
Lilah quietly to Lindsey: "Do you hear the sirens? Are-are
the police coming?"
Lindsey looks back at her and shakes his head slightly: "No.
- She senses what this place was built for."
Holland: "Ah, yes. Drusilla, you're quite right.
This was originally a bomb shelter in the fifties. We had it converted.
Wine has always been *my* - passion."
Darla giggles.
Dru: "People - huddled together, crouching in fear."
Holland: "Yes, yes. I imagine that's what it would have been
like in a war."
Darla: "No. Now. - She means now."
Holland: "Aha. (Chuckles) I guess I stepped into
that one. - Listen Darla - I am *sorry* that you had to suffer, but look
at what's come out of it. - You've been restored. You're a superior
being. You can have anything you want. And there's not a person
in this room who won't work (looks at the lawyers then back at Darla) round
the clock - to see that you get it."
Darla: "Hmm. Gung-ho, are they? Because all I'm sensing
right now is big, stinky fear. (Smiles in Holland's face then turns
to Lindsey) But not from you. (Walks over to him) Do you know
what I'm getting from you, Lindsey? (Leans in close to his neck,
exposing her fangs as if to bite him, then pulls back) Nothing.
Why aren't you afraid?"
Lindsey: "I don't know."
Darla: "You could die here. Chances are you will."
Lindsey: "I know."
Darla: "And you don't care."
Lindsey: "I care. - I guess I just don't mind."
Holland with a forced laugh: "No one's going to die here.
This is just a friendly get-together amongst colleagues. (Dru is
dancing around Holland's back) We're all on the same - side."
Darla with a sigh: "I love this room. Dru, honey, in our
new digs (goes over to Dru to put one arm around her and another around
Holland) we *have* to put in a people cellar."
Holland smiles, but the smile fades quickly.

Angel walks up to the open front door of the Manners mansion and sees
a blood trail on the beige carpet, leading to where Catherine is lying
on the floor.
Catherine lifts her head a little: "Help us."

Dru: "Daddy's home."

Angel walks down the steps to the cellar, stops outside the open door
to the former bomb shelter.
Darla: "Angelus. - Here for the tasting?"
Dru: "Look what we have for you. (Angel doesn't react) It's not
Daddy. It's never Daddy. (Hisses at him) It's the Angel-beast."
Darla: "Come to punish us?"
Dru: "Yeah, yeah. (Lifts her hands as if they were tied
above her head) Spank us till Tuesday (growls) We promise to be bad if
you do."
Holland: "Angel...."
Angel to Darla: "I'm sorry I didn't get to you in time."
Darla: "I'm not."
Dru caressing the side of her face: "He's soul-sick. Not
even thinking about his own family. (Pulls one of the men over by his hair)
Only thinking about them."
Darla takes a step towards Angel: "Come on, love. I never
did get that good-bye kiss."
Angel: "You will. - But not tonight."
Lilah getting up: "For god's sake, help us."
Holland: "Angel - please. - People are going to die."
Angel: "And yet, somehow, I just can't seem to care."
Holland watches wide-eyed as Angel shuts the double doors on them.
Darla turns to caress Holland with a big smile on her face.
Holland: "Angel? P-please we can negotiate. We..."
Angel slides the lock on the door shut.
Dru takes a step forward: "Daddy."
Lindsey has a slight smile creasing his face.
Darla pulls Holland down and bites him.
Angel unhurriedly walks up the steps from the cellar, ignoring the
screams and sounds of fighting coming from the cellar.

Angel is sitting behind his desk with Wesley, Gunn and Cordy sitting
on the other side of it.
Wesley: "And you - just walked away?"
Angel: "No, I walked to my car and then I drove away."
Gunn: "You didn't do *anything*?"
Wesley: "You allowed Darla and Drusilla to have free reign."
Angel: "I didn't bring either one of them into this. They
did."
Wesley: "You could have stopped them."
Angel: "And I will."
Cordy: "When? After they've finished off all the people
you don't like?"
Wesley: "Angel, while it's certainly true that these lawyers
brought this on themselves - what you did is..."
Cordy: "...is wrong."
Gunn: "You went too far."
Wesley after a moment: "We've all been worried about you, and
I guess it's fair to say we all share some of the blame. - We should have
spoken up sooner."
Gunn: "And louder."
Cordy: "You have to change the way you've been doing things.
- Don't you see where this is taking you?"
Wesley: "Listen to her! Right now the three of us are all that's
standing between you and real darkness."
Gunn: "Best believe that, man."
Angel quietly after a beat: "I do. - You're all fired."
Angel gets up and walks away while the other three sit there like frozen
statues.